By Alexander McCall Smith
THE NO. 1 women’ DETECTIVE supplier - ebook 1
Fans all over the world adore the best-selling No. 1 girls’ Detective business enterprise sequence and its owner, worthy Ramotswe, Botswana’s most well known girl detective. during this captivating sequence, Mma Ramotswe—with aid from her unswerving affiliate, Grace Makutsi—navigates her situations and her own existence with knowledge, sturdy humor, and the occasional cup of tea.
This first novel in Alexander McCall Smith’s largely acclaimed The No. 1 girls Detective organization sequence tells the tale of the delightfully crafty and drastically enticing useful Ramotswe, who's interested in her occupation to “help individuals with difficulties of their lives.” instantly upon establishing store in a small storefront in Gaborone, she is employed to trace down a lacking husband, discover a con guy, and stick with a wayward daughter. however the case that tugs at her center, and lands her at risk, is a lacking eleven-year-old boy, who can have been snatched via witchdoctors.
The No. 1 women’ Detective Agency acquired Booker Judges’ distinct thoughts and used to be voted one of many foreign Books of the 12 months and the Millennium by means of the Times Literary Supplement.
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